Auberge de Clochemerle

A stone inn tucked into a Beaujolais wine village that inspired a famous satirical novel, which probably explains the name. The dining room is warm and snug, and the Michelin-starred kitchen runs a surprise tasting menu where only the ingredients are listed, no dishes named. The cooking reads as classic French until a Japanese chili paste or a Maury-chocolate sauce quietly unsettles expectations. A few guestrooms upstairs if the wine list settles things too thoroughly.